Back in Action!

Looks like going back to South America is still not an option for a while, and with camper vans in Germany being worth their weight in gold…

Worth its weight in South American White Powder!

We reimported Hubi! Couldn’t sell it, it’s worth a lot, has original german papers… easy stuff! Transport and shipping was relatively easy (€€€) and getting German Obermacht acceptance (TÜV) was a bit challenging… plates and insurance, boom!

Actually did this all last summer 21, but who reads this stuff anyways! Let’s take her out for a test!

I’m back!

We’re back actually. No complaints about spending our quarantine at a campsite with bbq, bonfires, movie nights etc, but it was time to go. Luckily the Turkish embassy organized us an 18 hour comfy bus ride to Lima (we thought it would be 24+ hour), 2 days at a hotel and a flight back. Flight was delayed, last was giving birth on the plane. Explain that one.

My first Weizen was in a paper cup. Good job Deutsche Bahn

To be continued…

Cusco Campervan Quarantine

  • NOTE: This blog post is going to have a ton of text and very little pictures!
  • NOTE: As the scenario changes everyday etc., and even the people in power making the decisions have no idea, I am only going to make this one post and update it, not multiple posts. Would prefer not to mention this part of the trip at all 🙂
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Pengüinos and Seagulls

Know known as Freygüinos
Freygull popping a squat.

After leaving Torres de Paine, we made our way to Punta Arenas. Not really too flashy for most people, but for us an important stop. Most exciting part is that the road is called The Road to End of the World!

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Route 40

When the road curves, you either let go of the wheel and let the wind take you, or turn the thing as hard as you can. Fun times.

Route 40 is the next big haul of the trip. After the Patagonian National Park by Chile Chico, we started the 1000km drive to El Chaltén. After an easy border crossing and being utterly confused by the border Argentinian town, stopping in the next for supplies and more confusion, we began the Route 40.

About 1000km of brain numbing this. Still pretty in its own way.

Nothing, absolutely nothing for around 800km. A gas station in a small town in between, about 5 cars over 8 hours, no bikes, a lot of Guanaco’s (so many stuck on the fence dead) and an incredible amount of wind. The wind was just smacking Hubi on all sides with such force I was swerving all over the road with little control for hours. From the 2 motorcycles we saw, they had a 30 degree plus lean to go straight. Insane. Luckily, the road was paved, well, most of it.

El Chaltén

Only view of Cerro Torre anyone got for weeks.
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In between Carretera Austral and Route 40

We left the Carretera Austral en route to Chile Chico, and this gravel road was by far the worse one yet. Had some amazing views though and insanely curvy streets next to drops that went a good 50m straight down with no guard rail. Fun times.

Somewhere over the rainbow, is our next stop.
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Pictures do not do Justice

With all the things I’ve seen, most of them brain numbing drooling landscapes that are seriously just too much, I feel I must point out that pictures do not do any of these places justice. Even if you can fit it all in on the picture, it isn’t anywhere even close to the same. Most of the times we just stop the car at a Mirador, get out, get our brains wiped by the amazing views, and then just grab a picture as a reminder. No way whatsoever are they even close to the real view. Not just the entire emotion and sounds and feel, but alone the look, not even half of it.

Carretera Austral

This thing is awesome. The Chilean route 7 that runs from Puerto Montt down the coast through the mountains down through Patagonia until Villa O’Higgins, Chile Chico for us.

First glimpse of the road
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To Pucón and Beyond!

Day 3: Dec 19th. Pounding headache, stressed in santiago, just wanted to get out. Couldn’t buy booze “todos los dias”, so when then? Ha ha. After several minutes trying to solve this question, we left without booze. Did a quick shop, got out of town, made it down to San Fernando? A little more shopping (this time with booze). Made it to our campsite near Linaro / San Antonio, Camping and Hospedaje “Sin ir mas lejos”. Chatted enough, got a spot, got to swim, got to drink a beer, got to unpack, got to get seriously nervous about my jacket and fleece being gone, found them. All I need now is sim card to work. Laptop wouldn’t work either but now it is going. Looking forward to dinner and the next drive. The town of Linaro had a big old fest I wanted to stop in for lunch, couldn’t find a place to park, also still have the beginners nervousness. About 1km before campground I found a lunch place, good stuff. Baby chickens EVERYWHERE.

I like the old school hot tub in the background
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